I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

Because the best drinking temperature for wine is around 18 degrees Celsius, he pinched the slender feet of the cup with one hand to avoid direct contact with the body of the cup with his palms, which affected the flavor of the wine.

The deputy commander was very intoxicated and sniffed the wine with a suitable vintage, while comforting his gloomy-faced owner: "If you change to mahjong-[All in one color], you will be able to win the green pheasant."

"Dalmesia, you come!" Obviously, Hiliu's comfort was counterproductive to some extent.

Obviously a little embarrassed, President Sa initiated an invitation to another "canine" creature inside the expeditionary army.

"Rare three layers, ..., wow, the legendary six layers!" Canine Fruit-Dalmatians with abilities lived up to expectations and succeeded in raising the face of the canine race on their own.

Moriah’s strange face, which was originally as white as a bed sheet, was now blushing almost sickly. He grasped the hands of the lieutenant admiral: "If you are on mission in the future, if you need support, just give me a call. it is good!"

[Huh, people can't beat a dog, Kuzan!] Mr. Sa smiled proudly at his junior, as if he had forgotten that the other party was only relying on a single order for the shipment.

"Doberman, you come." Seeing that Kuzan this **** started to doze off again, Sakazuki sent the tablet to the hands of the fighting dog.

"Epic five-layer dress, rare four-layer, wow, golden epic!"

The shadow of the Red Earl grabbed Moria, who was almost in the sky, and the other side said something: "Golden Purple, a special powerful prisoner specially selected for the fifth floor, no loss, basically a legend! my waste dog[?fy ???] You let me go, I'm not crazy!"

After drinking a glass of wine, Yu Zhiliu, who began to enjoy her holiday life, took out two top cigars produced by Xihai from her coat pocket.

Throwing one of them to Sakazuki, Xiliu laughed happily: "Heh, these little rascals are quite upbeat."

"That's natural, the corps has a strong sense of collective honor." Sakazuki narrowed his eyes and calmly incorporated this individual activity into the collective project.

It seems that Mr. Sa’s calling rules have been violated. Doberman is about to pass the flat card drawer to the silver fox next to him. He suddenly remembered something and hesitated: "Lindeman, are you still the old rules?"

Because the spy master seems to rarely participate in this kind of lottery activities, he directly returned all the opportunities to Sakazuki.

"Old rules, necessary." Before being stared at by the [polluter], [the fraudster] nodded again and again: "Luck must be accumulated. When you are proud of drawing cards, you will often lose your character on the battlefield. "

This can be called his empirical talk. Being able to escape from Kaido's hands and happen to harvest transparent fruits, in addition to part of his own psychological quality and resilience, is really luck.

Two years ago, he helped Moria draw ten consecutive times, all of which were epic five levels. When he went to the country of giant elephants [Zuowu] to investigate intelligence, he was almost spotted by a keen cat with five senses.

If he hadn't escaped fast enough, he would have to be scratched into a dead fox on the spot.

Lindemann handed back the tablet in his hand to his boss: "I usually have to lead the team to execute the wild hunt of the Centurion. Death to the new world."

"It's up to you, but your own strength is the key." Sakazuki calmly took over the 30 consecutive draws and shrugged: "Lindeman, I will arrange for you and Luo Nandi after returning to the headquarters. The intensive special training of the two is a good companion in intelligence collection."

The obedient Fei-ti pressed the button of Shilian with an abnormal heart.

"Three-layer rare, three-layer rare dress, four-layer golden rare..."

Mr. Sa satisfactorily handed the tablet to Koko Umit, who had been watching him for a long time.

I don’t have a legend? No, no, this is a collective project, understand?

If the leaders are all champions, how can they give their subordinates a chance to use their talents, right?

Baimao glanced at the cracked screen on the [Shilian] button, and decided to take back the words of death he wanted to blurt out.

She swallowed hard, and started to pull the card under the "kind" gaze of Sakazuki.

Facts have proved that white-haired, white-skinned and white clothes do indeed occupy some metaphysical advantages in the probabilistic draw.

Even if he did not draw any more legends, Umit won more than ten five-layer shadows for Moria.

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When the patriarch of the Vinsmok family finished the initial genetic debugging work and came to the palace to have dinner, he found that the gang of killers were sitting around a long table waiting for the last lucky draw guest to start his performance.

"It's boring, why do I have to play this with you, Moria?" Although Hawkeye Mihawk's tone was obviously unpleasant, he reluctantly took the tablet over.

Looking at the face of Hei Dao Qiushui, this world's top swordsman rarely condescends to play a card draw.

"Essence dress? What is that?" Mihawk, who had drawn a pile of five-layer dresses, drank the pre-dinner aperitif.

"Corps! Excellent corpse in ceremonial costume!" [Moonlight] didn't look at the occasion, but the last word popped out of his mouth, and it was slapped back by the strongest black knife [Night] that is unparalleled in the world.

The leader of the Scourge, who had gained a lot today, was too lazy to be angry. He glanced at His Majesty the King who finally arrived at the palace and complained: "Hehehe, you are really slow enough, Gachi."

"Everyone just let go of your hands and feet to enjoy the food, you don't have to wait for me." His Majesty said implicitly before exporting it, and he regretted it.

Because at the end of the dining table, a white-haired old man was not polite to him at all.

Sakazuki, Eagle Eyes and others can still maintain the self-sufficiency of a strong man, but the unfathomable hero Karp of the Navy Headquarters has long since begun to feast on without anyone else.

Drinking and eating meat, and by the way, let these juniors play with the essence of live-cut beef.

I saw Karp perform the only cooking skill he can do.

He grabbed a large handful of sea salt in his right hand, raised his fingers in a very particular posture, and sprinkled the salt grains on the surface of the beef.

Immediately, he sent this piece of beef that was evenly thick and full of soul to Sakazuki: "The expedition is hard, come and come, enjoy the first piece of meat as a reward."

[I finally know why Kuzan is a salty party. After eating beef for the face, Sakazuki just picked up the kettle in his hand and poured it all into his mouth.

He really admired the guy Kuzan at this moment, and he really could stay under Karp's hands. It wouldn't work if he didn't have the ability.

This elbow of the old navy hero made him drink half a liter of water.

283. Gain and Loss

After learning that [Evil Army] Djerma 66 joined the navy's **** formation, the commander of the navy who was seated in Malin Vandor breathed a sigh of relief.

And Sakazuki reported another good news to him a minute ago, which made him overjoyed. Although I don’t know why the world’s largest swordsman would go with him, there is no doubt that Hawkeye’s addition has added a share. Extremely strong top combat power.

Even if the White Beard Pirate Group is on a whim, the expeditionary force can delay the support of the navy headquarters.

Therefore, when the phone worm rang again in Bruburud, the Warring States period thought that there was some good news from the expeditionary army: "Hello? Aka Dog, is there any good news? It was Moria who harvested the shadow of the general. , Or did Krokdal support it?"

But the voice of Sakazuki on the other end of the phone is rarely anxious: "We are in big trouble!"

There was a sigh in Zeng Guo's heart, but he was also a character who had experienced so many storms anyway, and asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"

The news of the roller coaster that made the heart of the Warring States also changed the expressions of the generals of the expeditionary army who were having dinner together.

"!?"

"What did you say?"

"This is the emergency information sent by the rear surveillance ship belonging to the Temple Watcher only a minute ago." The staff in charge of the intelligence transmission was nervously sweating.

"After repelling half of the Templar Watcher fleet led by Mr. Huang Yuan, the Beast Pirates, which was still on the sidelines, began to move around!!!"

Seeing this staff officer stammered in shock, Lindeman frowned and hacked through the paper information in the opponent's hand.